Chapter 45

Chapter 44: The Five Mountains Divine Sword

Ming Wanqing closed her eyes resignedly, but the expected fall did not happen. Puzzled, she opened her eyes and found that the two of them were standing on a small platform jutting out from the cliff face. Looking up, she saw that it was several zhang away from where they had jumped down. The mist swirled around the mountain, and from above, one would not have known about this hidden spot.

Realizing she was still in the arms of another man, Ming Wanqing quickly pushed Song Qingshu away, feeling awkward as she searched for something to say: "This is where you live?"

Recalling the unique scent, neither like orchid nor musk, that emanated from the young girl, Song Qingshu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, it's about to rain. Follow me."

Ming Wanqing cautiously followed behind him. When she saw the tombstone of the Golden Snake Lord, she was startled, her voice trembling: "Why... why is there a grave here?"

"What's so surprising about that?" Song Qingshu gave her a puzzled look and said nonchalantly, "Just by looking at his burial place, you can tell that this Golden Snake Lord must have been a hermit and a great man."

"Enter my door, and bear the consequences." Ming Wanqing read the words on the wall, puzzled, "It seems this predecessor left some martial arts secret manual..."

"When I came here, there wasn't even a feather." Song Qingshu said angrily, handing the food in the package to Ming Wanqing.

Hesitantly looking at the large pancake in her hand, out of a woman's instinct to be cautious, Ming Wanqing subconsciously worried that it might contain knockout drugs. But then she thought, just now she was paralyzed, and this dog egg didn't do anything... So she brought the pancake to her lips and began to bite it gently.

Being alone with a man, Ming Wanqing felt very uncomfortable and did not want to spend the time in silence. She asked casually, "Dog egg, what are you planning to do tomorrow?"

"Dig for treasure." Song Qingshu's answer completely surprised Ming Wanqing.

"What kind of treasure?" Ming Wanqing looked at him in surprise.

"I heard there's treasure on Mount Hua, so I came to dig for it. I just found this place a few days ago." Song Qingshu thought for a moment and said.

"Do you mean martial arts manuals or gold and silver treasures?" Ming Wanqing recalled the scene in the cave and felt a sudden realization.

"What martial arts manuals or gold and silver treasures can you eat?" Song Qingshu said foolishly, "I'm here to find a wife. I heard there are fairies on Mount Hua. Although you, my lady, are very beautiful, I still want to look around to see if I can find a prettier fairy girl."

Ming Wanqing rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to bother with him anymore, and closed her eyes to rest, her right hand tightly gripping the sword hilt, secretly on guard.

After a long while, Ming Wanqing opened her eyes and saw that the other person was already lying on the ground, sound asleep. She couldn't help but smile and fell asleep with peace of mind...

The next day, when Ming Wanqing woke up, she looked at the cliff several zhang high and wondered how to get up. Song Qingshu came to her side and said with a grin, "Leave it to me."

He naturally wrapped his arm around Ming Wanqing's slender waist. After a moment of stiffness, she gradually relaxed. Song Qingshu held her and climbed up with his hands and feet, moving nimbly.

Ming Wanqing had always suspected that he was a martial arts expert pretending to be foolish, but when she noticed his ugly climbing posture, like that of a monkey, she smiled, thinking that Dog Egg must have grown up in the mountains and learned these skills from wild animals.

Stepping onto the flat ground, Ming Wanqing quickly pushed Song Qingshu away as usual. She had originally planned to leave, but thinking that she had nowhere to go and was curious about the treasure Song Qingshu mentioned, she followed him step by step.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he teased, "My lady, you really can't bear to part with me."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll shoot you with a poisoned arrow!" Ming Wanqing's eyes flashed with anger, warning him, "Don't call me 'my lady' anymore."

"Okay, my lady~" Song Qingshu responded with a grin.

"You!"

The two of them bickered and laughed all the way to the Jade Maiden Peak of Mount Hua.

Although the Huashan Sect of the Qi School was a prestigious school, it was now lacking in talent and could not match the momentum of the Sword School on the Sun Peak. On their way, they managed to hide their tracks and not a single Qi School disciple discovered them.

"Do we need to go further? Ahead is the forbidden area of the Huashan Sect, the Sighing Cliff." Ming Wanqing looked at the steep mountain path and hesitated.

"The treasure is up there! What, my lady, are you afraid?" Song Qingshu asked with a wink.

"Hmph, what am I afraid of!" Ming Wanqing, who was always impulsive, had some reservations about the reputation of the Huashan Sect, but when provoked by Song Qingshu, she no longer cared.

The two of them walked along the Longkong Plank Path and finally arrived at the Sighing Cliff. The Sighing Cliff was surrounded by cliffs on three sides and a mountain wall on one side. There was a cave in the mountain wall, which was originally a place for Huashan experts to meditate, but later became a place for disciplining disciples to face the wall. It was particularly desolate all year round.

"The last guest here was probably Linghuchong." Song Qingshu thought, "Among all the main characters, Linghuchong is the most decent. Although he learned the Nine Swords of Dugu, the Five Mountains Sword Techniques should still be intact in the cave."

Song Qingshu had long realized that he could not compete with the main characters in the original story in terms of luck. He had given up on the unique skills of the main characters, but there were still many martial arts in the original story that the main characters did not monopolize, such as the Five Mountains Sword Techniques on the Sighing Cliff.

"Dog egg, what do you use that wooden sword for all day?" Ming Wanqing had long been curious about the thin wooden sword on Song Qingshu's back. With her knowledge, she could not possibly know the realm of using a wooden sword to defeat a real sword, and she purely thought it was a toy.

"My lady, my sword skills are divine, and I no longer need to use a sharp sword." Song Qingshu said with a self-satisfied look.

"I'm too lazy to bother with you." Over the past two days, Ming Wanqing had already gotten used to his habit of boasting, so she didn't even give him a look of disdain.

Although Song Qingshu was very confident in his speculation, he had not seen the sword techniques with his own eyes, and everything was still unknown. As soon as he entered the cave, he paid special attention to the marks on the walls and soon found a spot behind some vines where the wall was clearly loose.

With a light palm, Song Qingshu knocked the stone covering it away and bent down to crawl inside.

"Ah!" Seeing the bones scattered on the ground, Ming Wanqing's heart tightened, and she firmly gripped her sword.

"I thought it was treasure, but it's just some small paintings." Although Song Qingshu sounded disappointed, his eyes quickly scanned the various sword techniques on the walls.

"You fool, these are clearly very high-level sword techniques." Hearing his voice, Ming Wanqing looked up and saw the Five Mountains Sword Techniques and various countermeasures covering the walls.

Song Qingshu didn't listen to what Ming Wanqing said. He had already learned the Five Mountains Sword Techniques and the countermeasures of the Ten Elders of the Devil Sect after one look. Now he closed his eyes, and his mind rapidly processed the information.

Having read the original story, he understood that techniques are dead, but people are alive. If one uses the techniques rigidly, it is easy for others to counter them. However, if the user is flexible, they can avoid being easily countered by the enemy.

Song Qingshu had always been strong on paper but lacked practical combat experience. Now, these murals vividly demonstrated the techniques of experts.

The angles, timing, force, and the connection to the next move, as well as the enemy's response... Song Qingshu felt his mind becoming clearer and clearer.

Suddenly, he was startled and turned to look behind him. Ming Wanqing noticed his movement and followed his gaze, discovering an old man with white hair and a sage-like demeanor standing there silently.

"Young man, you have a very high level of alertness," the old man smiled, looking at the sword techniques on the wall, his expression lost in thought, and finally sighed, "After so many years, the people of the Sun Moon Sect have still found their way here."

This person was naturally Feng Qingyang, the master of sword techniques in the original story. Song Qingshu and Ming Wanqing were discovered by him as soon as they arrived at the Sighing Cliff. He was surprised to find that Song Qingshu did not hesitate and directly entered this secret cave.

After all, in this world, only Linghuchong had accidentally found this place, and no one else knew about it. Song Qingshu's behavior clearly indicated that he knew the secret beforehand. Noticing that his internal energy did not seem to be from a righteous school, Feng Qingyang deduced that he was likely a member of the Devil Sect who had obtained the secret from the notes of a predecessor.

The Five Mountains Sword Techniques must not fall into the hands of the Devil Sect. Feng Qingyang thought for a moment and said calmly, "Young man, I cannot let you take the Five Mountains Sword Techniques down the mountain. You will stay here and live with this old man for twenty or thirty years."

Song Qingshu had no idea that he was mistaken for a member of the Devil Sect and could not help but secretly lament. He had only come to pick up the leftovers that the main character of the original story had overlooked. Was it really necessary to go to such lengths...

Ming Wanqing clearly felt the profound aura of the old man and, hearing his words, quickly explained, "We accidentally entered your sect's forbidden area and did not understand the rules. Although Dog Egg saw your sect's secret techniques, he is just a fool and cannot remember them. I hope the senior will be magnanimous and let him go."

Seeing Ming Wanqing pleading for him, Song Qingshu felt a warmth in his heart and looked at her gratefully.

Hearing Ming Wanqing's words, Feng Qingyang's expression became strange, "Is he really a fool?" Suddenly realizing something, his face became even more severe as he looked at Song Qingshu, "Deceiving a woman with smooth talk is even more unforgivable."

Song Qingshu had always respected this master of sword techniques, but seeing that he came in without asking any questions and said he would imprison him for decades, he stood up.